Maid To Be Or Not To Be (Lord Boxman x Professor Venomous vs. OC~)

Chapter 5 ~ Playing Cowboys

After the Pie Date incident, the past few days started just like "usual", as the kids describe it; Boxman sending them to the Plaza to attack it, me cleaning up the same areas throughout the building, and talking to kids to keep them company or getting to know them better.

It's pretty enjoyable around this building or home. There isn't that much drama between Boxman and me, but unlike the kids, they're still handling a lot of drama against each other. Boxman was just a normal, laid-back boss, that is if he is in a good mood or a lazy, couch potato.

Whether I make any mistakes around the place, yes, he does yell at me and threatens me, but he lets it slide and move on with his day. No hitting, but still yell at me.

Today, I was ordered to mop the hallway in Boxman's order. I accepted his order and I headed over to the kitchen to do the same routine. I plopped the water blob onto the ground and let it slither around the hallway.

While I followed my water blob companion, I pass by many types of machinery that were creating new robots or repairing the old ones.

I sometimes wonder where these robots go. Are there actual villains that buy his robots? Or is Venomous mostly buying them?

While getting distracted by my thoughts and questions, I slipped on something underneath my feet. I quickly looked down to see a puddle of water.

That's strange. My blob shouldn't leave puddles and I'm on the opposite side of it. I slowly dragged the blob onto the puddle until I hear a small giggle from behind. Swiftly, I glanced over my shoulder to see nothing. What the hell is going on?

"This town ain't big enough for both of us!" I quickly glanced over to the side to see Darrell in his get-up; cowboy hat and boots, including a vest with a hostler containing a water gun.

I wanted to laugh at his ridiculous outfit but didn't want to feel shitty about making fun of him. I held back my laughter and glanced at him eye to eye.

"Said who," I replied playfully, playing along. Darrell smirks, his razor teeth showing.

"Says me," he replies in his best cowboy accent, whipping his water gun out.

"If it's a duel ya want, ya got one," I replied in a country accent while I grab some water from the blob and formed it into a water gun.

Darrell's faced turned it into fear, but shakes it off and points his gun at me. I mimic his movements and waited for either of us to take the first shot.

Just for fun, I took the first shot. Completely missing him. Darrell takes his shot that aimed at my shoulder. I giggled softly as we continue to spray each other with our water guns, laughing and giggling until Darrell took off.

I couldn't help but run after him, still squirting our water guns at each other while laughing and giggling at each other.

As we scattered around the building, we couldn't help but slip over puddles ever once a while until Darrell slipped and fell forward onto me.

We both ended up on the floor, giggling hysterically as we panted softly from exhaustion. "I surrender," I chuckled as I looked at Darrell to see him smile happily. "Success! No one shall not win towards Sheriff Cowboy Darrell," he yells happily as he sets his head on my shoulder. A heated blush appears around my cheeks as I brushed my hand against his cheek, making him giggle softly.

"Is this what you've been doing on your break," I asked as I poked his cheek.

"Yes, but no one wanted to play, so that's why I wanted to play with you," Darrell happily responded. I nuzzled my head against him softly as I use my strength to sit up, but Darrell's weight was too much to even pick up.